Yesterday, Tim and I stopped in to a fast food joint for a quick bite to eat. As we ate, I listened to the music, and realized that I knew none of the songs. None of them.
I continued to eat as I listened, wondering when did that all change. My youngest daughter and I used to listen to music. We had some common tastes. I used to be cool. (Do not ask her, though. She will assure you that I was never cool, and she will laugh herself silly that I ever, for a moment, thought I might be.)
As I ate my sandwich in a thinking sort of way, I remembered the two of us in a car listening to a song about fireflies. I tried to remember that song, but it is hard to conjure up a half remembered song when another song is playing in the background. I gave up.
When we were done eating, I asked Tim if he would mind if we hit a thrift store on our way out of town, which he agreed to.
We walked into the store, and I had scarcely begun to look around when I heard a song playing on their intercom.
I recognized it immediately, and stopped browsing to listen, with a secret smile, remembering.
I love those little coincidences, those little happy synchronicities.
I don't know the new tunes either! Any I do hear, I usually can't even understand what they are saying!
ReplyDeleteI am an oldies but goodies old gal!! Music you can sing along with and dance to ... That music makes me smile!
You know, understanding what they are saying is a big deal with me. I love Bon Iver's videos and the sound of music, but I will be darned if I can understand a word that is being sung.
DeleteThe mental jukebox is always playing in my head Debby.
ReplyDeleteI realize that somewhere along the line, I've gotten away from listening to music. I only really listen to it when I'm driving. Tim and I are going to see Lou Gramm in December. Asia is part of the show as well.
DeleteMy oldest used to play Jupiter by Gustav Holst on her violin whenever we were visiting my mom. It is a beautiful song and my mom and I both loved it. Years later, my daughter would play it on the violin at my mom's celebration of life. It brought tears to my eyes. Now, every blue moon or so, I'll hear it somewhere as I'm out and about and like you, I get that secret smile and perhaps a tear in the corner of my eye.
ReplyDeletePart of the sound track of your life. We all have them, I imagine.
DeleteWhat will our children remember from the music in their childhood homes? Music moves.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure I have the answer to that.
DeleteI haven't ever heard that song and Owl City is new to me. I like it! When you said Fireflies, all I could think of is a song of the same name by Richard Rawson feat. Tom Parker. You can find it at YouTube if you're interested....
ReplyDeleteAnd your song is not a song that I've heard before. Thanks!
DeleteOoh..how spooky. Coincidence or ....
ReplyDeleteOh, it was a coincidence, but life is full of them!
DeleteI like that story.
ReplyDeleteIt was a neat moment.
DeleteI also love when things like that happen. I have many fond memories of singing in the car with my grandkids. I still listen to the latest songs on the car radio. I still am trying to be cool, altho, in 74 years I haven't made it yet!! ;)
ReplyDeleteOh, I'm always going to be on the outside of cool, and quite honestly, it is not something I even think about these days. It mattered when my kids were home. I was always measuring myself against other parents and falling short.
DeleteI am fine, electric just came back on, was off 48 hours. I spent the night of the storm with my son, it was a rough storm, lots of big big trees uprooted. I have some big limbs down but son in law already took care of them. He will take the covers from my windows tomorrow. My son has COVID and cannot help.
ReplyDeleteThanks for checking in, Ellie. There is so much damage. Blessedly little loss of life. Glad you and yours are okay.
Delete"Bang, bang, bang. There's no tune. The words don't make sense. Even when you can hear them!" Now was that my mother when she heard the Rolling Stones, or me trying to listen to rap?
ReplyDeleteMy father's take on it was even worse. I cannot repeat it here.
DeleteI still find it funny that I was born into all this music. Rock and roll, Beatles, Rolling Stones etc. But it is true we never learn the new songs of our children, or grandchildren. Who have to pay enormous sums for tickets to see the latest craze. Lovely whimsical song by the way.
ReplyDeleteTickets are mind numbingly expensive. Taylor Swift and thousand dollar tickets leaves me speechless.
DeleteAs a 70's girl, I truly cringe at some of the contemporary music (as my parents cringed at mine, I am sure!) yet some of the music I really enjoy. I still tend to prefer my old music, as most people do because it lives in my tissues; it's a part of how my brain was wired, so my brain very much likes it. Hell, the lyrics to the 70's TV shows still live in my brain as well, in their entirety!
ReplyDeleteYep, still singing along too.
DeleteWhat is interesting is that music "of our age"..is still being played and appreciated
ReplyDeleteIt is. We are going to see Lou Gramm in December as our Christmas gift to each other.
DeleteThat is an amazing coincidence! I have that Owl City song on my iTunes. To me it's "new," even though it's at least a decade old.
ReplyDeleteI have the opposite experience when I enter public spaces and hear music. I often find it's music from my generation (or earlier) that's playing. People still like the oldies! (Of course, this might actually say more about the venues I patronize.)
15 years! It does boggle my mind to hear the r
DeleteRolling Stones playing in the grocery store.
I have no idea of anything current, and by current, I pretty well mean the eighties and beyond. 😋
ReplyDeleteLol. I made it to the 90s because I had kids. After that...I sort of fell off the bandwagon right after that.
DeleteLovely. The universe is fun.
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DeleteA few years ago I walked into a nursing home to provide hospice care for a couple of patients. Several other residents were gathered in the lobby, listening to music on a boom box. I loved it because I recognized the songs and remembered them from when I was younger. Then I realized, oh poo, if I like the nursing home's music, then I'm getting OLD! (My son did borrow my Beatles One CD.) Linda in Kansas
ReplyDeleteOh gosh. I don't know this song either. I guess I'm really old. You're much younger than me. I can tell by all that you do.
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